#I CANT STOP THINKING ABOUT THE PERSON I WANT TO BE WITH WITH PRETTY BLUE EYES AND BIG HANDS

[andragoras-in-vanity]

for the love of god someone convince me from texting my ex, i daydreamed too closr to the sun and now i want attention😭

[aliidarling]

I’m currently obsessed with the idea of a one night stand with Yandere gojo who’s ego gets crushed when you reject him in the morning

one night stand w gojo 😈

GOJO SATORU x fem!reader

— nsfw content (little blurb)

summary; u and gojo have funsies before u leave him for some odd reason??

warnings; smut, p in v, unprotected sex, mean reader kinda, UNREALISTIC reader cuz who’d actually leave this man?? overstimulation, whiny gojo, pussy drunk, he lowkey goes insane at the end

no, because gojo would never see this coming. he’d met you at a bar, thought you were absolutely gorgeous, and smoothly made his way into your booth. obviously, his pretty lashes and blue orbs would win you over, he would flash his pearly whites and somehow make you fall into his sheets within an hour.

could you blame yourself? he was the most handsome man you've ever met, with a hair color that amazed you with an even more amazing face card. expensive-looking jacket, smooth button-up tucked into black slacks, he looked like something out of a vogue magazine. his personality was even more of a win, considering how sweet and playful he was, making you comfortable in his presence within minutes. he was truly a people’s person, being able to sweet talk you even when he was battering his thick cock into your pussy.

you had never felt so slutted out, driven into such a mess underneath a man you didn't even know an hour prior. cunt stuffed with his prior orgasms, his breath heavy with some of his saliva dripping down your neck as he leaned all his weight on top of you. he was a mess, pushing himself as deep as he could into your wet pussy, relishing in how your gummy walls squeeze his cock justttt right. was he looking through rose-tinted sunglasses or were you suddenly even more pretty now that he had your breasts bouncing in his face?

“fuck, fuck, this pussy is sooo good,” he practically whines into your breasts, smushing his face in-between them. he has a rough grip on your waist, a bruising grip that he hopes leaves a mark. something to remind you of the next following week, to remember how good his cock made you feel. his hips thrust like an animal, pussy-drunk to the extent he was unintentionally overstimulating you, your whimpers and gasps going unheard by his ringing ears. all he could think about was how your small hands clawed at his shoulders and pushed your fingertips into his stiff muscles, earning a groan from the bottom of his throat.

“can you cum for me again, pretty girl? please? please? you feel so good, i don't think i can ever stop—’ he blabbers into your ear, ignoring your squeaks and pleas for him to slow down. you were insane if you thought you could make him slow down in this state, all he wanted to do was beat your pussy until it was permanently molded around him. you cant help but listen to him, especially when he sounded so sweet and whiny. your pussy tightens before squirting out cum over his cock, making him let out a girly-gasp. he whines at the sensation and pushes as deep as he can, cumming inside you for almost the fifth time tonight. he certainly wasn't fucking you like a one night stand.

a few hours later, satoru finds himself slowly waking up from the deep slumber he had been in for the last few hours. his body had gave out after the five rounds you guys went at, leaving him passed out on top of you.

when he awakens, his long fingers claw at the bed and look for your warm body. he remembers stuffing his face in your breasts before passing out, but now he can’t feel your pillowy chest against his face, and that’s a problem.

he mumbles your name softly, raising his head from the sheets, blinking dumbly. the absence of your warm body is immediately noticed by him. he sits up quickly, looks around for you, his lips tugging into a confused scowl. where’d you go? your clothes which were thrown on the floor were gone, your purse that you put on his desk was gone, your heels by the door— you were gone.

this couldn’t be happening. he rushes out of bed in a hurry and scavenges his apartment, trying to find you. maybe you had work and needed to leave early? maybe a family emergency? he means— with all those orgasms he gave you last night, no way you left voluntarily. he’d have to find you again.

you weren’t going to leave him. he had his eyes set on you and he would make sure you had no where to go. there was no way some pathetic little civilian could slip out of his grasp. you were crazy to think you could leave him. absolutely bat shit insane.

[bvttoneyes]

okay saw that you also write for ethan morgan and could you. write a siren!reader thats like SUPER into him and he finds it unnerving (hes not used to girls Actually liking him) and he agrees to go on a date w her?? you can choose where!

"Bright like blue" ~ Ethan Morgan x Siren! Reader

tw! siren

erm idk which episode had the siren i cant find it 😖 i was gonna rewatch it but nvm ig, anyways ik what sirens are so i'll js thug it out. Also this guy is such a geek that he fs does dates at his house and gets his family to leave the house. he's also broke. i hate this.

(backstory: friends w sarah/erica they knew you were a siren, told the group thats how everyone knows)

Ethan kept his distance from her, to the best of his abilities at least. The thought of her luring someone out and killing them just by using her voice was.... frightening to say the least.

Yet, every time she flashed him the smile he remembered the kind of person she was. That she wouldn't make random men fall in love with her and then lure them out to sea and drown them! Right?

He knew you liked him, Sarah told him awhile ago. He didn't know what to do though, a girl hasn't ever liked him before. He's never even been on a date. I mean he's never really been too interested in dating until last year! Except he would be lying if he said you weren't attractive, I mean you're one of the prettiest people he's seen. Like ever.

"Hey, Ethan wait up" You called for him.

You were going to the same class together, he already knew that. It scared him, but he knew. Why was he so terrified of you? He knew you wouldn't actually kill him, but every once in a while he'll catch a glimpse of a scale or gill thats usually well hidden and it freaks him out.

"you wanna walk to class with-" He cut you off before you could finish your sentence.

"Do you wanna go on a date?" He asks looking at you, "wi-with me! i mean... do you want to go on a date with me..."

The last part of that was less of a question and more of anxiety and muttering. Yet, you could only smile at him and his dorky self.

"yeah sure" you respond, contently.

He was confused, why was he more anxious about this than you? You're the one that likes him! He doesn't even know if he likes you! Ok, he does like you a little bit... but why aren't you freaking out? Jesus just answer her!

"okay, uhm uh do you wanna just meet me at my house then..?" He was trying to play cool but there was clear anxiety in his voice. His stutter with every other word.

"yeah, sounds cool. So... do you wanna walk to class together or what?" You say, almost teasingly. With that same smile you always give him. God, you're pretty.

He just nods his head and you guys walk and talk with each other to class. You were doing the majority of talking, but you were so funny and so interesting. He hadn't ever talked to you for this long before. Once you reached the class your shared giggles died down.

After sitting through the hour long class he was thinking about what to wear, he had a good idea of what it would be. In the halls you went with Sarah and Erica while he went with Benny and Rory. You both just happened to be talking about the same thing though.

You came over an hour after school ended, there were no cars in the drive way. It looked as if no one was home, except the lights were on. You knocked on the door.

He answered wearing his and blue collar shirt with his formal pants. He looked at your somewhat formal (dress/suit/etc) attire.

"You look great" he says with a nervous smile.

"Thanks," you say with a genuine voice, "you look... geeky"

You both chuckle and he invites you in, offering his hand to you. You grab his hand and he gets a vision of water and a dock and a song.

You being a siren this freaks him out and he lets go of you instantly. While you just look at him confused, why did he drop your hand so fast? He had finally just stopped acting weird around you, kind of. Is he going to start again?

He leads you to the dining room where he set up candles and music, with food that looks surprisingly edible.

The room looked nice but, you had to poke fun.

"Everything looks great, but." Your voice trailed off at the end, teasing him.

He looked at you nervously, "but?"

"Take off the sweater vest. It's killing the mood." You say, playfully making fun of him. Lightly laughing.

He just rolled his eyes, taking off the vest and throwing it somewhere behind the two of you.

You two were talking and laughing the whole night, besides eating the enormous amounts of food that the two of you happened to finish somehow?

"Hey, I wanna show you something c'mon!" You say excitedly, standing up while wiping your face.

He looked at you confused, was this the thing in his vision? What were you showing him? He got up slowly, following you out.

You finally both arrived, hand-in-hand, walking to a somewhat abandoned dock. It didn't look old and dangerous but there were no boats or any signs of recent human life. You leave him and go to the edge of the dock, sticking your feet over. Humming some olden siren tune.

Same song as in his vision, thus making him panic. He stays off the deck completely, scared of what you might do. You turn around, suggesting him to come over as you scoot over. Making room for him. Kicking your feet in the water. He walks over, slowly, to sit with you. He takes off his shoes and socks and puts his feet in the water. Kicking with your feet in the water.

Maybe some visions aren't bad.

[skelnexswriting]

Flustered

➪ | Pairing: | König x reader

➪ | Warnings: | Fluff, flustered könig, fem reader, use of y/n, hinted intimacy at the end, 3rd person.

➪ | Summary: | Konig and y/n finally get some time off work and decided to enjoy it with a vacation on the beach. But this is könig’s first time seeing y/n in a bikini and he just cant help himself.

➪ | A/n: | This was anonymously requested so I hope they and everyone enjoys!

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With this field of work, it was hard to get some time off. Y/n and König had been wanting to get away for a bit, but the pair never seemed to find the right time.

Whenever she were able to, he couldn’t and vise versa.

Well until now.

Finally Y/n and könig were given time off at the same time, which meant the two could go off where they wanted.

König told y/n about how he wanted to go to the beach and with the way his eyes lit up at the idea, who was she to deny.

König loved the idea of visiting a nice quiet beach where he could just relax and spend it with the girl he loved most. Where all his stress could just be washed away (literally).

…

So now that brings us to the present.

Y/n let König pick the beach since he seemed trilled by the idea. Luckily he was able to find a secluded yet beautiful beach, and off they went.

When they arrived König couldn’t be happier. The place was beautiful. There was so much green with a clear blue ocean to pair with it. Y/n was happy to see him so happy, to her he almost looked like a kid in a candy store.

“come on, lets go put our stuff away then we can head to the beach. Hows that sound big guy?”

“Sounds perfect, mein Schatz”

The view from the room was beautiful as well, it showcased the ocean perfectly and even had a door leading out to the beach.

König was quick to set his things down and change into more beach appropriate clothes. (Which nicely showed off his build)

“You coming?”

Y/n was unpacking the things, while könig was just about ready to run out.

“Yeah, just let me finish up in here and I’ll meet you out there ok?”

König nodded before heading out to the beach.

Just like he wanted the beach was pretty secluded. Far from him there were only few people which was perfect.

König continued his journey to the water, wanting to dip his feet.

He expected the water to be cold but it wasn’t really. It was just warm enough to be nice and relaxing.

He sat at the shore where the water just barely skimmed his feet, enjoying the view and just basking in the moment. It had been a couple minutes before he heard y/n’s voice calling out to him.

“hey handsome, what you doing?”

“just-“

Before König finish, he turned around and his jaw dropped.

There y/n were in a bikini. It was only now that König realized he’s never seen her in one.

The way it showcased her figure should be illegal. Y/n looked like an angel. A goddess even. König couldn’t couldn’t help the way his eyes slowly raked down your body, following every dip and curve.

It was crazy to think her usual cargos and gear was hiding all this, but now her body was on full display.

He was at a loss for words.

“Everything okay König?”

‘Was everything ok? Everything was perfect actually’ ,thought König.

“Ye- yes, everythings fine- Perfect! Everything’s perfect. It’s just- just that you know. I’ve never seen you in..in a-“

Y/n couldn’t help but laugh at könig. He was always so cute when flustered. His cheeks dusted with pink while he stuttered trying to find the right words.

“A bikini?”

“Ye-yes that..You lo-look gorgeous my love.”

Y/n moved to sit next to König.

now he had a close and perfect view of…everything. Her thighs, hips, chest..

König was growing more flustered by the minute. His eyes betraying him, stealing glance at y/n’s body. Thinking she didn’t notice but she did.

Purposely looking through her lashes, y/n asked, “Why so flustered big boy?”

She was teasing him. She knew this, even he knew this.

König looked about ready to pounce on y/n. If she kept up with this teasing, he wouldn’t be able to stop himself.

“How can I not be, when you look so lovely, mein Schatz.”

König leaned in close with dark eyes and voice low. He leaned in just close enough for his mouth to just barely tickle her ear.

“But i bet you’d look even better with that thing off.”

And König was right. Y/n definitely looked better with that thing off ;)

[i-smoke-chapstick]

‘ART DECO,

-GOTHAM!OSWALDCOBBLEPOT X READER-

⋆ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒 ; oswald goes feral for your thighs…and whats in between them.

⋆ tags/warnings. small GOTHAM!oswald x female reader. SMUT!!!! like, this is PURE porn. Might make a series of just gotham villains eating reader out lol. also oswald being an unintentional god at oral sex.

♫ “You're not mean, you just want to be seen. / Baby, you’re so ghetto. / You’re crazy all the time.” Art Deco by Lana Del Rey

𝛰𝑆𝑊𝐴𝐿𝐷 𝐶𝛰𝐵𝐵𝐿𝐸𝑃𝛰𝑇

He always starts out so so slow. Too slow- almost unsure. He’s inbetween your legs after a long day- you’d think he’d want to be the one on the recieving end, but you realize now how foolish the assumption is. After all his planning, his busywork, his anger…he just wants to take it out. And you, his one true love, get to reap the benefits. He needs spoil you. Put all his energy into something more productive, rather than another god foresaken tantrum.

It takes his mind off it all. And it always starts out innocent. Him- mindlessly ranting about his plans for the city’s underground. The range from his bragging about his new ideas; whether it be teaming up with the GCPD or Pax Penguina. He speaks earnestly, head resting in your lap- just between your thighs. He buries himself in them. A comforting pillow, he says, and he feels a rush of euphoria whenever he gets to touch you. The love of his life. The only person he can trust. It’s far better than any simple hug in the begginning of your relationship.

It morphs into something more carnal the more you shift underneath him. At first he finds it irksome, how you cant just stay still.

“Would you stop that?” He huffs, exhaling roughly as his voice cuts through the air. You hardly pay any attention at this point, having stopped a few minutes ago. Lost in thought, he finally lifts his head up to look at you. “Y/N?” He prompts, expression a mix of concerned and annoyed.

You look back down at him, humming in response. He rolls his eyes- petulant little thing. “As I was saying…”He moves to speak, head moving back, when you thread your hands through his hair. His breath catches in his throat and he looks back at you. The annoyed expression is wiped off his pretty face, replaced with one of flustered surprise. His hair scrunches underneath your fingers; the by product of styling.

He just looks at you, slack jawed, and you only push him closer to where you need him. He quickly closes his mouth, blinking. You already know what he’s thinking. That you’re obscene. But he simply doesn’t mind, no, he’s glad for the invitation.

“Right now?” He always asks, a bit ruffled, in the middle of his ranting. It comes out in a soft whisper.

“Please?” You ask, looking into his blue green eyes. They always shine in the flourescence. He doesn’t respond, simply pursing his lips; still a bit surprised, but far from angry.

He finds the confidence in himself to lay his head back down, keeping the eye contact. He shifts himself in between your thighs, and in an angonizingly slow movement, presses his nose and lips to the soft plush of your skin.

He lays a kiss, just barely the ghost of one. A soft peck at first, before his eyes depart from yours. You sigh contently as his attention fixes entirely to your thighs, kisses pressed gently and peppered all over the skin. As you urge him with your hand threaded in his hair, his lips become more and more earnest. You know he’s ready to go further when he gets rougher, wet sounds of his lip sucking a near bruise into your thighs.

He looks up at you through lidded eyes, and he’s a bit too nervous to ask the question out right- but he doesn’t have to. You simply nod, hand urging him further and further.

He sighs into your skin, and his finger tips shake as they pull down the scuff of your lace panties. You swallow as the cool air of the bedroom hits your clit- and the feeling of his hot breath against it. He’s not staring at you anymore- eyes fully fixed on your vulva beneath him.

His shakey breath makes you impatient- and you find yourself pushing him down once again. He hesitates- but quickly goes to work.

It starts off with one long lick, his tongue peering out to savor the strip of skin between your legs. The feeling makes you shudder- and it fills him with confidence. God- he can taste you, smell you. It’s intoxicating.

“So wet…” He mumbles, and you don’t even think he grasps the sheer eroticism in his words. You swallow, and in an instant, his tongue comes out again- string of saliva falling onto your cunt.

He chooses to tease you one final time- tongue massaging the wetness into the skin around your folds, going everywhere except where you really need him. You let a soft whine escape your lips, and it spurs him on. You’re feeding his ego, as if it isnt already big enough. A small grin spreads across his face.

He finally puts his tongue to good use, dipping into your folds. He sucks gently, tenderly. His head bobs up at down as he focuses- and just as he’s done all the previous times, feeds off the praise in your moans. With more confidence and earnesty, he becomes a fucking god at eating you. And he doesn’t even know it.

He flicks at your clit with his tongue at an almost inhuman speed, switching between sucking and kissing the entirety of you with his mouth to focusing directly on your clit. Your thighs clenching around his throat makes his head spin. You don’t need to touch him to know his cock is throbbing- mindlessly grinding down into the bed for any friction he can get.

His saliva is soaking you, and you cant help but pull his hair as your eyes roll back into your head. Wet and sloppy noises fill the room as he presses both his nose and lips into your cunt. It’s positivley sinful- the way he rocks his head against you. His hands come to push your thighs even further into the mattress, and you remember how strong he really is against you. His movements speed up.

Faster and faster and faster. Harder and harder and harder.

His tongue is going at a rapid pace, sucking eagerly at your tender flesh and swollen clit. You feel your orgasm coming over you in short spasms before release hits you like a tidal wave. He’s still eating you like his last meal- oblivious to your screams of pleasure. He’s lost in his own.

As you cum beneath him, he refuses to let go of your thighs. Pushing you further and further into the bed. Selfish in everything he does, this is no exception. It’s almost dehumanizing now- you’re almost nothing but a meal to him to be savored.

He doesn’t stop until you struggle out of his hold, begging between sobs of pleasure and pain from the sheer overstimulation of it all. You have to damn near rip his hair out, pulling him back with a loud pop off your sopping wet cunt.

He pants as he finally looks up to you, noticing the tears in your eyes from the indulgence of it all. His tongue is still slack out his mouth, dripping with your juices and his spit. Those blue green eyes looking almost innocently up at you, like he didn’t just tongue fuck the life out of you.

You almost want to laugh- but the only sound that comes out is the rushed breathing and pants between the two of you. Your thighs are wet with your slick, and both of you are shuddering. You can tell he wants to apologize, for going to far, for the overstimulation. But nothing comes out of his mouth. You can see the bruising imprints of his hands into your thighs, and he lets go almost instantly.

A satisfying thought slips into your mind as his tongue darts to lick his lips.

You’ll do it all again tommorrow.

[myunghology]

XIAO , SCARAMOUCHE , KAZUHA general relationship headcanons.

!! gender neutral reader, completely sfw, fluff. tw ? ; none ( song reco )

!! XIAO

you guys are definitely taking it slow, he still has to adjust y'know. even if he's over 2,000 years old, i doubt he's ever been in a romantic relationship. ( is that an insult ? ; maybe )

overprotective, doesn't care who it is, he just is. the only exception is probably zhongli and ganyu. still unsure about traveler, but i'm leaning to maybe yes.

"who's that? why are you acting so close with them? do i know them? have you mentioned them before?" "....xiao that's one of my family members." "oh."

easily flustered. he can either cover it up easily, or he can't. there's no in between, or that's up to you if you want to decide.

can't express his feeling's properly. this ones a little bit toxic, but if you didn't want accurate headcanons then i think you came to the wrong blog.

but you cant really blame him, he's naturally like that. and it's probably gonna take him a long time to actually open up about his feelings, but if you're an understanding and patient person, then that's better.

he'll probably ignore you if he's jealous, but i guess that's how he copes dawg

he'd want you to come to him first more than him actually confronting you.

but put all that aside- he gives you little things that reminded him of you whenever he goes somewhere. he would sometimes give you a random cute hairpin and said that it'd suit you, which it did.

that's what makes your relationship so cute, he does these little things that make you smile, like taking you out to places where he thinks it's pretty, just like you. he thinks. he does this because he doesn't know how else to express it. ( shakespeare could never amirite )

!! SCARAMOUCHE

mOTHERFUCKER NUMBER 2 WHO ALSO DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS HIS FEELINGS

it's ironic enough that him and xiao are similar in relationships, more so that they absolutely can't express their feelings properly.

but what's different is that he expresses it more aggressive about it. more passive-aggressive probably.

buys you stuff you want without even asking, if he sees you looking at it then he buys it for you the next day, maybe even something better, but still the same design.

you tell him to stop spending his money on you when you don't even need it, but he tells you to just be good and take it. you give in, because it'd be a waste if he bought it and he'd just give it right back after.

but if you like it that way, then he's your personal sugar daddy now congratulations

denies it whenever you call him out when he's being shy, especially when you flirt back, this guy is a hard flirt, only to you of course.

there may be tons of women or men who are into him, but he's only looking at you, if he wanted to cheat, he can. but he doesn't.

"i don't understand why you're so worried about that, you know i'll only always be with you." ( AGOI )

( HE SAY THAT IM GOOD ENOUGH GRABBIN MY DUHDUHDUH THINKIN BOUT SHIT THAT I SHOULDN'T HA-)

but then again, he also says straight forward about problems into a relationship, because he wants to avoid them in the future.

you guys fight sometimes, and i mean teasing by the way, not an actual fight. but fights aren't really rare when you're with him.

it's usually caused because of a misunderstanding.

they do say you fight with the people you love the most

!! KAZUHA

probably the most normal one out of all of them here i fear. sweetest boyfriend ever

bros the whole package

he says whatever's making him uncomfortable in a relationship and he encourages you to do the same and not be ashamed, probably because you two have already been through everything together once you've even started dating.

also he's a very understanding person, and he's willing to listen to you no matter what situation it is.

his love language is probably words of affirmation, saying he loves you out of the blue is his favorite part of the day.

"i love you so much" "..h..huh..?"

10x more soft spoken to you than he is to other people, i know his voice is naturally like that, but he can't help but treat you like your fragile, especially if you're emotional. but if you don't want him to, then he won't push it. especially if you don't like feeling belittled.

closeted sadist

won't force you to do things you don't want to do, but he definitely encourages you.

never and i mean never comments anything rude or disrespectful at you, especially about your appearance. the only things he comments are compliments.

but if you truly want advice for your looks then he'll recommend a hair, clothing switch or something like that, "maybe that would look better, but you really suit anything and everything" he says.

gives you love letters whenever he's away, probably once a week so you don't go overthinking. you don't have to worry about him cheating either, beidou has promised you that she'd tell you if he cheats ( and crush his testicles ) , and obviously, kazuha isn't that type of person, you'd know for sure.

[white-poppie]

ST✩RBOY: random hxh hcs

Now playing- STARBOY by The weekend ft. Killua, Kurapika, Chrollo, Illumi Tw: dissociation

💿 Kurapika

The most perfect man there is to exist!!?!!

So I know Kurapika had to almost grow up by himself, so I think he can handle household chores very well.

I would like to think that he somehow discovers baking. I just know he would be good at it <3

I just know he has super pretty cursive handwriting -sighs dreamily-

If you hug him, I know he would be so hesitant, but would slowly nuzzle deeper. If you were close to him and finally hug him, he would literally try his best to hold back tears (Please tell him, it's okay to cry!)

He smells so good omfg. I can't decide between Vanilla or some earthy smell, either way, it's so comforting yet at the same time it's like *eyes roll to the back of head*

You can read this for more scent hcs: Serenade my Senses

Call him pretty boy and he would be so shocked the first time, but as he gets used to it, he gives coy smile <33

I like the think it takes him a long time to get comfortable, but when he does it's so soft that it feels like breathing air. He is so touch-starved tho, so I can imagine him getting clingy after a while. (same bro same)

He is the knuckle and neck kisses type of dude *cue the flusters*

He hates Andrew Tate and his fans like he would go spit on them if could, this guy has the most healthy masculinity in all of anime and I love him for that.

Doesn't really understand the concept of memes tbh, he needs some explaining but he will laugh a little when you send them, he will once in a blue moon send memes but only the cat ones.

(realises how much I wrote for him while about to write more. This man has me on a chokehold frfr)

💿 Killua

He has trans-supporting t-shirts for him and Alluka. They are all matching.

Takes Alluka to pride parades! He has them sat on his shoulder the entire time too!!

Cant comfort a person even if his life depends on it. If you are crying he is just there like 🧍, awkwardly offering you some chocolate robots tho.

He just can't sit without moving every second! Literally a cat 😒

Older! Killua around 16-17 is a massive flirt! He is so quick to pull out reactions from anyone and takes a sick pleasure in it too??

Calls himself 'The Rizz lord' unironically.

His top Spotify artists would be Chase Atlantic, Mother-mother, The Scotts, Nirvana, Mitski and the Arctic Monkeys. Basically really an alt-rock/indie thing going on (us bro.)

💿 Chrollo

Mansplain, Manslaughter, Manwhore, Manipulate, Malewife ™️

Reads macabre literature like Crime and Punishment, No longer human, if we were villains, the secret history etc.

Tbh I feel like unlike how the fandom portrays him, he is a rather normal dude.

Gothic Academia ultra pro max.

Did the Soldier/Poet/King test, wanted 'king' but got 'poet'

Doesn't have pets because he thinks he can not take care of them

He loves animals tho, idk he seems the birds type of guy.

He likes the 'ominous' kind of birds more; like Ravens, Crows, Vultures and eagles.

Listens to Lana Del Ray and Maneskin, no questions asked.

Is scared of diving into conspiracy theories because he knows he would get sucked into the black hole because he is very interested in morbid things.

He is a DC fan, especially Gothan chronicles. (is that what it's called? Yk the things related to Gotham: joker, poison ivy, harlequin etc.)

Tried journalling once, failed terribly, and stopped after a week.

💿 Illumi

Oh wow, he is a difficult one to write about, but you guys love him, so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I hate to say this, but I think he frequently dissociates, usually for very short periods of time, he doesn't even know it tbh, just thinks he is out of the element.

He is subconsciously under a lot of stress so his mind tries to flee from it by dissociating.

I wrote a little more about this here: Stuck in a vicious cycle

I think he likes potted plants, especially succulents. He is patient so I can see him take care of even the very difficult ones.

If he is going on a mission, he would go to his mother (because he cannot trust his siblings and father in this matter) like 'take care of my child.'

She actually manages to keep it alive somehow??

I think he knows how to do origami (he saw a child making a paper crane once and got curious.)

Illumi genuinely doesn't know how to care for his hair, he just follows whatever his mom tells him to do, so thank Kikuyo for those luscious tresses.

He has a hyper-fixation on mushrooms (not the psychedelic kind you weirdo). He knows the names of a lot of mushrooms.

Just imagine him and Hisoka taking walk and he randomly spots a mushroom and mumbles to himself 'Coprinus comatus'

and Hisoka is like:

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A night out

Eddie Diaz x Fem!reader

A/n: writting this because i cant stop fantasizing about this man so maybe if i write everything down my brain will calm itself.

Summary: The last time you had sex was over two years ago with your ex-boyfriend. Sure you pleasure yourself pretty much every night but its not the same as an actual human.

In desperate need you decide to go out to a bar and see what you can find.

Little did you know who you will end the night with.

Tw: Alcohol, Smut

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You walk into your apartment building and hit the button to the elevator. Thank goodness theres no one else because you are ready to get to your apartment, for personal reasons.

Everything at work got on your nerves today no matter what. The ticking of the clock, people having too loud of a keyboard so all you heard was typing all around you, accidentally knocking over a cup of water on your desk.

Everything was just too much.

As soon as you opened your door you threw your bag on the kitchen counter and walked to the bathroom to take a shower.

Accidentally hitting the corner of the table, just perfectly at your hip you let out a curse but also a small whine.

“Ugh, whatever.” You mumble as you pleasure yourself on the tables corner.

After a day like today you need something to distract yourself.

——-

Once you took your shower you put on some comfortable clothes and made dinner.

Its only 7pm so the night is still young and you dont have work tomorrow.

You sat on the couch watching some rom-com that was already playing as you find yourself rolling your eyes and switching the channel when the two characters started having sex.

Really? Jealous of two Tv show characters getting more than you? Pathetic.

Your eyes moved down to the time on the cable box and it read 7:45pm. The bar right down the street opens in fifteen minutes.

“Fuck it.” You say getting up from the spot on the couch.

You put your dirty plate in the sink and walk into the bedroom opening the closet door.

“Hmmmm” you hum as you look at your options.

Need something that wont flash anyone when you dance but need something that shows just enough but too much because you dont want people to know how desperate you are.

“This will work.” You aay to yourself as you change into the sparkly red spaghetti strapped dress.

It covers your whole body, just stopping to the middle of your thighs. Shows off your soft shoulders and the top of your boobs sit just right.

With a quick curl of the end of your hair and some quick makeup you’re out the door at 8:10pm.

——-

When you arrive at the bar theres not too many people there yet, a group in each corner and few stragglers at the bar.

You take a seat at the bar and order yourself a drink as you wait for whoever basically.

Its going on ten now and you’re about ready to just get up and go back home when someone walks up next to you to order a drink.

“Whiskey, neat please.” The deep voice says.

You look over to your right and see a strong arm resting on the bar top. You move your eyes up and see a clean shaven face and soft brown hair just falling a little to the side on top.

The man looks over at you and just that sent a shiver of heat through your body. The deep brown eyes glancing at you.

You look at the navy blue shirt hes wearing and see that it says LAFD.

“Are you a firefighter?” You ask him, stupidly but you need something to make a conversation.

“I am.” He says, you can tell his eyes glance down at your chest but quickly makes their way back up to your face. “Heres your drink sir.” The bartender slid his drink across the counter to him.

Your mind and mouth fight with each other, hes about to leave say something but dont say something stupid.

“Do you want to have sex?” You blurt out. Shit. Maybe you have drank too much too soon.

Your mouth won the fight with your brain.

The man froze, drink halfway to his mouth just staring at? The wall? The floor? You?

“I-i-i-i’m sorry. I think i’ve had too much to drink.” You say extremely embarrassed, you know your cheeks are flushed you can feel it.

The man downs his drink and asks for another. Still not answering your question but maybe its better if he doesn’t answer it.

Actually its probably for the best he doesn’t answer it.

When he gets his new drink he gives you a nod and walks away quickly.

You watch as he joins a group of people, three men and three women. Probably other firefighters and he’s probably telling them what just happened.

You quickly get up an rush to the bathroom, you can feel eyes on you and its making you feel worse than you already do.

——-

As you wash your hands taking a look at yourself in the mirror you cant help but think of how much of mess you are right now.

In life and right now.

You touch up your make up before leaving the bathroom, with still a little bit of hope still left in you you’re not ready to give up the goal of the night just yet.

Even though its probably best if you just go home and pleasure yourself after asking a man, a freaking firefighter, to have sex with you when he hadn’t even had a drink yet.

As you open the bathroom door while putting your lipstick back in your purse you bump into a soft wall.

“Sorry” you apologize without looking at the said wall.

When your alcohol filled brain processes what just happened you realize walls aren’t soft. You turn around and see the man from the bar standing there.

“Oh. Its you.” You say, crap. “Sorry that sounded mean. You probably think i-” you begin to go on about something, you dont even know but was cut off when the man closed the distance between you all and kissed you.

“Whats your name?” You break away to ask. “Eddie.” He replies quickly as he pushes you back against the wall.

His mouth adventuring yours as his hands slide up your side.

“Lets go to my place its just down the street.” You say grabbing his hand before it reaches its destination.

You grab his hand and drag him out of the bar behind you. You hear someone yell “get it Eddie!” Assuming it was one of the other firefighters he was with.

———-

As the two of you awkwardly waited for the elevator you could feel yourself already wet and in need of this man inside you.

“How long does this elevator take?” Eddie asked, hes half tempted to pick you up over his shoulder and carry you up the stairs.

“Usually not this long.” You answer noticing it is taking longer than usual. “What floor do you live on?” He asks.

“Third-ah!” You let out when he all of a sudden lifts you up with ease over his shoulder and opens the door to stairs taking two at a time.

Hes a firefighter he does this all the time.

When he opened the door you heard the ding of the elevator but this, this was hot.

“Apartment 12B3” you tell him. He turns so you can unlock the door.

When the door opens he turns around cautious not to bump you into the wall. He shuts the door with his foot.

“Found it!” Eddies says when he finds your bedroom. He makes it there in three big steps and kicks the door shut as he lays you on the bed.

You shimmy your way up on the bed as Eddie takes off his shirt. Your eyes glued to his broad shoulders, his strong chest, his abs, oh god his abs.

Your weakness when it comes to men.

“You’re so…. Strong.” You say as he places each hand on the bed next to you.

“And you’re beautiful sweetheart.” His voice his deep and gentle. A soft hand travels up your side as his mouth devours yours.

Eddies hand slips underneath your dress as he lifts it up off over you revealing your body to him.

He looks at your breasts as they lay perfectly plump like a pillow, the curves of your hips and the small pump of your belly.

He couldn’t wait to get inside of you.

One hand placed on the bed for balance as his other hand explores your body as his mouth makes its way around your neck and boobs.

His fingers slip into your underwear as he pulls them down and you kick your ankles as the underwear hits the floor.

“You’re so wet.” Eddie says as his fingers explore your folds.

A small whimped escapes your mouth as he inserts one of his fingers into you.

Eddie smiles as he watches your eyes flutter shut and your hips react everytime he moves his finger in you.

“You want another sweetheart?” He asks. Not being able to talk you shake your head yes.

Eddie inserts another finger in you as he takes off his pants. You hear his pants hit the floor as he takes in one of your breasts into his mouth.

“Eddie.” You run your fingers through his hair, its soft and silky.

Eddie looks up at you making direct eye contact with you as he takes his fingers out of you and licks them off one by one.

“You taste amazing sweetheart.” He says. He moves to where he’s hovering over you.

You can see the bulge in his under, you can feel it as he lowers himself as he takes your mouth back into his.

The two of you make out with the tease of him against you. You move your hands from his back to his boxers.

He doesn’t stop you, he wants this just as bad as you do. He helps you take them off the rest of the way as they get tossed to the side.

He looks at you as asking if this okay, with a simple nod and soft smile his head moves down giving you a softer kiss as his hips move down closer to yours.

You feel the tip of him then feel him whole inside of you. A small moan escapes as you claw at his back. Eddie thrusts his hips against you at a nice steady pace.

“Damn it… you feel so good.” Eddies grunts out against your lips. “Faster.” You beg.

Eddie starts moving faster as he puts a hand on too of your head to help keep you in place.

You feel yourself finish as he pulls out and finishes on your belly.

“Good job sweetheart, we finished together.” Eddie says. “Wheres your towels?” He asks.

You point your finger towards your bathroom as watch as he walks over to grab a towel.

Eddie wipes you off and cleans himself off.

He climbs into bed next to you as you melt your way into his arms.

“Aftercare.” You mumble.

Soon you are in the warmth of your bed and Eddies strong firefighter arms.

This is what you needed.

Now will this happen again? You hope so.

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A/n: i hope you liked the story. I don’t do much character x reader like this so forgive me if its not good lol. Might make more i dont know.

I did a quick glance over for any mistypes so apologies if i mississ any!

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Pick - A -Pile (love themed from 07.30.2022)

again, briefing you by saying this is from 2022. i was a different person two years ago, LMFAO

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For starters, I am so sorry how long its been since i did a pick a pile (2 months?) and I'm praying this isn't my last one of the year. I'm moving and I cant bring my tarot card with me and I'm worried I wont have them for a while.. Anyways lets stop being depressing.

Hello! Welcome to a pick a pile. This is a general reading, everything should be taken with a grain of salt. Hundreds of people may read this, everything I say in your pile(s) will NOT resonate. Today we have (the first one is pretty much 2 different piles)4 piles and the following questions.

1. How far are you on your shifting journey?

2. a general message from ur s/o.

along with these questions i will give things that may draw you to your pile. i will be using tarot and oracle cards.

now please take everything with a grain of salt!

breathe in...

and out...

now please, pick a pile or two

[pile 1,2

pile 3,4]

Welcome pile one!!

let me see what may resonate for this pile before this reading, as confirmation this is the right pile: true, the colour hot pink, passion, cold-hearted and cold-blooded, "remember why you started", "everything is for a reason", "life isnt fair sometimes, and that sucks", deities, ocean, water, "i'd rather do this alone"

For the first question, How far are you in your shifting journey?

the lovers

ok so there are 2 different energies in this pile. the first one being those in the honeymoon era, they're just beginning shifting and think its everything and more! romanticizing the idea of being with their s/o and shifting. you're almost turning a blind eye to the other parts of shifting, the fact its ACTUAL FUCKING LIFE! its not just a perfect place, man, its like your cr. you're going to have altercations, fights, and everything else.the others are in the ones who know about shifting, and have been doing it for a few months, maybe even years. you're in the people who know how it is but you're getting back into shifting. who are starting to love it and understanding that shifting is a great thing that you shouldn't have stopped/taken that long of a break. you're almost in a 'new love/ new beginnings' era. you're getting reading to pull off the side of the highway. GET BACK INTO IT!! YOU GOT THIS!!

What does your s/o want to tell you?

so i was called to get an oracle card for this.

"Nothing is yet set in stone, mutable moon" and "Expect a powerful change, new moon eclipse"

The Chariot

these are for the two different energies. the first honeymoon era people are being told you can change how you are and how you see things. dont change your whole personality ofc, just how you see things. dont hold it back. waves change sometimes, the water isnt a different formula though. sobbing of course loki's card came out. you're going to move forward at a rapid pace, and have fun with it! take this and you'll shift soon!

3 of cups 3 of swords

the new beginnings era is reflected in the new moon. new ways of seeing things, new methods, change. theres a lot of change. going on, new ways of seeing things. new friends, new advice. stop doing this alone, its only hurting you, i feel like your energy was in my last pick a pile too. sharing is the best way to understand things. people can relate and give advice to move forward. I feel like you've been in a heartbreak before/toxic friendships/or you're just shy so you dont want to talk to theres about this. you need to communicate. it will help you a LOT.

thank you pile 1!! i hope this resonates 

welcome pile 2!

confirmation this is the right pile: late nights, deep breathing, burning bridges, endings, cupid, wings, outdoors, flowers, loops, asleep methods. purple, blue, shinsou, iida, speed, fire signs, water signs.

1. How far are you on your shifting journey?

oracle: have faith in ur dreams waxing crescent moon, dont let pride get in your way

tarot: the sun, three of swords reversed, four of cups

i feel like this pile has overcome a lot. you guys may have shifter or are VERY VERY close to shifting. i mean like days or even a few weeks away. this pile may make you really like self centered almost? may have been told this before but as long as you dont get cocky, you will shift. dont roll your eyes and say 'ugh, this again'. YOU GOT THIS! try meditating before you shift. maybe try channeling for advice. a friend what they heard for you. do one of those 'what messages do you hear for me' things! they may be helpful. i also recommend that you use an asleep method, and visualize what you feel. i dont care if you're "not good at it" just fucking try man, you're getting nowhere by pouting.

2. a message from your s/o.

oracle: show the world the real you full moon in aquarius, hold your vison fixed moon

tarot: three of wands reversed, five of wands reversed

with these two cards coming out i heard "i know you feel like youre back tracking, but you're really not. keep pushing yourself, dont let anything change how. do take the advice you have been given and dont ire yourself. if you feel like its not the night, keep pushing because your brain could just be telling you otherwise. listen to your heart.

welcome pile 3! it is 12:23AM as im typing this

heres confirmation this is ur pile!

: 711, stubborn, holding onto the past, letting go, pink, red, past love, new love, royalty dr, red and blue, SERIOUS mood swings, tamaki, ohchs, polyamory

1. How far are you on ur shifting journey?

oracle: work through your fears new moon in scorpio, conlusions are winthin reach full moon eclipse

tarot: ten of torches (wands) reversed, 10 of cups reversed, queen of torches, two of swords,

i feel like this pile is holding onto past fears/anxieties. you need to push through these and you'll see big changes. i heard shadow work and i feel like you've done this before/been told to do this before. but you didnt. i feel like there was a manipulative divine feminine energy here. someone who was passionate and maybe your relationship/friendship fell apart. i feel sad for this pile because you guys were really close to you. you trusted them with your life. you're still sad about this. heartbreak happens.

2. message from ur s/o

oracle: believe in the impossible, blue moon

tarot: page of cups, the sun reversed, 3 of coins

i feel like your s/o is saying although you dont know who they are (your s/o may be undecided) but they're watching you during your highs and lows. they're rooting for you. they're so happy you're shifting. they want to hug you so tight one day and just be able to stay with you. i hear that sometimes your highs and lows are uncontrolable, shadow work may help you. you may have tried shifting in a past life and gave up completely. this is the life you will finally do it.

Pile 4!

Last pile! yall dont know how happy i am to be on the last pile. its almost 1:30 am im tired asf bc i fixed my sleep schedule.

confirmation: addiction, sweets, hearts, queen of hearts, alice in wonderland, playing cards, 333, missing out/feeling left out,

How far are you on your shifting journey?

oracle: i was guided not to grab any

tarot: the hanged man, nine of torches, three of pentacles reversed

you're at a point of being stuck. like you were in a web. you're moving out of it a little bit but you stopped and said "well the rain will get me out." you're relaxing trying to let the universe do the work. take that knife out your pocket and get to work man! you're wanting something but doing nothing. thats lazy. if you dont put anything in theres no chance of getting it back.

A message from your s/o.

oracle: Thake your time and breathe out disseminating moon

tarot: ace of wands, temperance reversed, three of wands, ace of cups reversed

you know you have great creative potential. why dot you use it to make your own method? write what makes you so happy to shift. express how much you love your s/o in a letter. they're telling you to use this creativity you have stored up in you for the good. it will benefit you and everyone around you. you may inspire someone else! they're telling you to take a step back from a hard situation and work on a side quest, almost. it will help you in the long run (like getting a level advantage over one of the bosses) i can tell you're getting impatient. learn that everything happens for a reason. take a break. focus on something else. dont make shifting the only thing you're looking forward to in life. okay? once you do this you'll move forward although it will be hard to realize (for you) that shifting ISNT WHAT LIFE IS ABOUT!

thank you all for reading! i hope it resonated. i worked on this from 11pm to 2 am omg

ONCE AGAIN, THIS WAS ORIGINALLY POSTED IN 2022.

[rafedaddy01]

Pt1

Notes: here is the long awaited pt2, I’m sorry it took so long. I’ve been active but I haven’t had the chance to sit down and write this until now. Ps. I didn’t double check for spelling errors so if you see any just 🤫

Last night was strange. I try to push the embarrassing thoughts from invading my mind as i stir in bed, the sun coming up and painting the room.

Our exchange was awkward if anything more. he just eyed me up and down and smirked as i burst out of the room and shut the door. i slid down onto the floor and just sat there for a minute trying to process what i just saw.

Ive never been with a boy let alone seen one naked. Especially one that looks like THAT!

oof, i knew rafe cameron would be good looking but i expected him to look like all the rich, silver-spoon, snobs ive met. But no. he was god like. His hair was slicked back and his eyes roamed my body from the mirror dangerously, i could see the blue in them from where i was standing and they were mesmerizing. His facial features are sculpted to perfection and his abs. Oh. My. God.

and then there was his -dick- gross i dont like that word, but there it was. just staring at me. ive never seen one, besides in porn. Im not a prude i know what sex is and yes i indulge in my own sexual pleasure, but ive never actually seen one in person beofre, but if they all look like that then sign me up!

I groan as my alarm rings at 6am sharp. I always get up early because i like the morning peace. back home i would climb the roof of our manor and watch as the sun rose. it was my own private meditation and helped ease some of the stress my parents enforced on me as a 18 year old.

I walk to the bathroom rubbing my eyes and yawning, i dont expect anyone to be up at this time and i want to relax in the shower.

"Oh my god! dont you ever lock the door?" i say as i take a step back and shut the door. I could hear his deep laugh from the other side as he walked up an dopened the door. "dont worry, pretty girl, im all dressed this time" i could feel his smirk even though my hands were still covering my eyes.

i let them fall and hes right hes very much clothed. shame, wait what am i thinking! I take him in, hes wearing a bright orange shirt that as small white stripes on it and cargo shorts, his hair is slicked back with gel like last night, oh god last night. my eyes shift down to his crotch. is he.. hard?' "see something you like pretty girl?" he cocks an eyebrow at me as he leans on the door frame. "i sure do" he says smugly

oh shoots, i forgot im still wearing my sleepwear, its a black lacy bralette and matching panties, i dont like sleeping with clothes on it gets too hot. im instantly aware of how exposed i am and rush for a hoodie from my luggage, it wont cover much but it drops to just above my thighs and its better than nothing "sorry" i murmur, "dont be, its only fair i see you naked now" he says as he walks into my room and exits through my bedroom door.

"see you at breakfast? shame i missed dinner last night, i was looking forward to meeting you miss Morales" he stops in the doorway and says this before leaving

i cant help but blush. is rafe flirting with me?

i shake it off and go back to my morning routine, i take a shower and wash myself with the same cedarwood and ginger shampoo i did last night and put on some baggy jeans and hoodie as i make my way to breakfast.

"good morning Avery" ward says as they all sit in the same seats from last night, except rafe is here and his seat is right next to mine. fuck.

"you havent met rafe yet, our eldest" ward syas as i take a seat next to him "oh weve met dad" rafe answers as he smiles at me

"good, youll be showing her around school next week, ive already arranged it and youll have all the same classes. I want her to feel welcomed in this town rafe, her father is an important man and were proud to be helping the Morales's" ward explains.

shit i completly forgot about school. high school. senior year. New people, rich pricks and bitchy girls. I am so not ready.

"we still on for today?' i ask sarah as we eat our pancakes. "yes!' she says excitedly

"whats today" rafe asks

sarah rolls her eyes and i can sense the tension between the two, they do not like each other thats for sure

"im showing avery around the island and introducing her to some friends." sarah says

rafe scoffs "you call those dirty pouges friends" he says crossing his arms over his chest "i dont know why you hangout with them sarah" he snaps at her "because their good people rafe, something you dont know how to be" she slightly yells "kids!' ward warns. they both grumble as rafe pushes his seat back and storms off, breakfast barely touched. wheezie sits there like nothing just happened and sips her juice. shit this family is a little crazy, theres definatly more to their story.

After breakfast me and sarah head into town on some bikes, its not a long ride and we reach a restaurant type of building. "kie" sarah says as she walks up to a tan skinned girl with curly hair whose smile lights up the whole room "this isavery, shes staying with us for a while" there it is again, a while, i sure hope not. "nice to meet you" i say extending my hand, kie pushing it away and brings me in to a tight bear hug, i do not like being touched but i let it slide its oddly comforting. "im kie or kiara" she explains.

we spend some time chatting and kie explains that this restaurant is her parents and she helps run it. we get to know each other a little more and then sarah decides to introduce me to the rest of her gang.

we pull up to a cheatue house in kies car and exit. "hey, wasss up kook queen" a boys voice beams as he brings sarah in to a tight hug. hes cute, in a boy next door kind of way, his features are pretty and its not my type but his charming personality is interesting, ingiging almsot. "Im JJ" he bows to me and takes a hand kissing the top of it "Avery" i giggle at his antics and he winks. "this is John B and Pope" sarah says as we walk up furtuer to the house and there are two boys sitting drinking beers. "sup" they say as i walk up.

"so what brings you to a shithole like this" John B asks, he has his arm around sarah, they are clearly cozy. "Im orginially from California, a small town Nevada City, my dad opened one of the banks there and its gradually increased and become nationwide so we moved here for business purposes but im staying with the camerons until my parents settle some business back in cali" i explain

"so your a kook? shame" jj speaks my eyebrows scrunch as i look at sarah "whats a kook?" i ask. they all laugh as if im some stupid little girl, "a kook is those who live on the fancy side of town, hangout at the country club and spend daddys money, like rafe" he looks over to sarah "no offense, princess" "none taken" she laughs as she drinks her beer. "and pouges" pope speaks up, finally, "are us. the low lifes, who have to work two jobs to have a stable life and survive" he says. the group goes quiet and its odd. they have names for the groups in the town, it all seems like its straight out a movie and theres a rivalry between the two, its obvious. the way jj described the kooks with such hatred.

"but stick with us baby girl and well teach you the right way" jj says slinging an arm around me and dangling a beer in front of me

for the third time, i do not like being touched, but theres a calming in his presence, its not like rafe who excites and frightens me at the same time.

"count me in!" i beam as i take the beer from him and crack it open. tilting my head back and gulping down the liquid "thats it! woo!" jj shouts as he stands up and does the tarzan pose and hits his chest "P4L" they all chant as jj down his beer.

the rest of the day was spent with the pouges as they call themselves and me and and sarah go back home towards the evening

"did you two have fun" rafe asks as we pass him outside. hes leaning on the door frame with a smug smirk on his face "dont start rafe" she says as she walks past him "i told dad about your little adventure today, hes not happy" rafe says smiling as he eyes me down "really rafe, your such a dick" sarah pouts as she runs inside. he eyes me one more time before walking past me and inside

i dont know what it is about rafe but he intriging, its like something is pulling me in towards him. the way he stares at me makes my knees weak and my hurt beat faster. i realize the shampoo i use is his as his smells wafts off him when he walks by "oh by the way Avery, i like when you use my shampoo. it smells good on you" he stops in the doorway behind me and takes a deep inhale of my black locks

what am i gonna do with him, hes very straight forward and my body craves him in a way that ive never experienced, its dangerous and exhilarating all in one.

i head back to my room and pass by the study, i hear ward an sarah arguing. "this i important sarah! you cant ruin this for us. this is business and taking her on the cut can put her in serious danger. stop hanging out with those dirty pogues and get your head out of the gutter!" ward shouts "whatever dad, theyll always be mor of a family then you, and maybe she fits in with us!" sarah shouts back then theres a slam of the front door and sarahs gone

i take a deep breath as i head back up the stairs and into my room. what does he mean i could get hurt? what is nobody telling me? where are my parents and what the fuck is going on?

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I received this ask and accidentally posted this without even finishing the request. I had to delete the post I made, so I hope the person who asked for this request reads this and likes it. 🫶

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Jin loved his members so much. Especially Jungkook, he was like a kid to him and a little brother to you. But never did he expect that he would want to kick him out someday, that too, for giving him blue balls.

Yep. The kid currently chewing the food, you, his girlfriend made for a date HE was supposed to be on with you, alone, intimately, with you on his lap, making out or maybe even more than that. BUT!

Somehow, today was not Jin’s day. He had you so close, against the kitchen counter, you smiled at him, suggesting things he totally understood. Wine visible in your eyes and on your cheeks. He wanted to kiss you everywhere, but what is he doing right now?

“Noona, did you really make this sauce with peanut butter?”

Yea, he was watching Jungkook lick the spoon that rested inside the sauce.

“Mhm.” You nod happily seeing him eat. You loved to feed people with the food you cooked. It was kind of your love language. You made chicken satay for the dinner, which Jin had been craving ever since you made it two weeks ago.

Cheeks still flushed, you watch the younger guy eat the saucy dish with full cheeks. Earlier, Jin wanted to tell him that you guys were somewhat busy, but you being you, the pretty, loving and so loveable you, wanted to feed the guy who came directly from the airport since he was hungry and wasn’t in the mood to make something.

Why the fuck didn’t he order take away?

“The chicken is also so good and soft. Can I take some home?” Jin’s eyes sparkle at the sentence the maknae lets out.

“Yes sure! Get up, I’ll pack some.” Jungkook lifts his head with wide, confused eyes to watch his hyung get up immediately, almost knocking the chair over. Holding Jin’s hand, you stop him with a pout on your lips, big eyes requesting him not to be rude. His shoulders sag as he rolls his eyes, sitting back in his chair.

“I’ll pack you some later, Kook. You tell me more about your vacation, we’ll have dinner with you while we talk, right, baby?” You look at your boyfriend, squeezing his hand softly. Requesting.

Jins nods, he cant refuse anything you ask. Although he wants to smack his clueless brother.

After almost 20 minutes later, Jungkook decided to leave with some chicken and sauce packed in a small bento. The only silver lining in the cloud visible to Jin was how you all had finished dinner, and after Jungkook leaves, you both could finally-

“hey hyung, Yoongi hyung just messaged to ask if you wanna have drinks at his place? Taehyung hyung and Namjoon hyung are also gonna be there, others are slightly busy.” He says, looking at you, and you nod gently listening to him.

“I dont think I could-“ Jin mumbles, hesitantly rubbing the back of his neck.

“You should go, baby. I mean, you guys need some rest and time out of the company.” You tell your boyfriend, and he turns his head at you in confusion at which you nod with a smile. “you go wait for him downstairs, kook.” Hearing this, Jungkook looks at his hyung, moving his brows up and down in question.

Letting out a sigh, Jin mumbles. “Yea I’ll be there, you go.”

“Okay, but bring the makgeolli you made. It's so good.” Jungkook says as he slips his shoes on leaning in for a side hug with you. “See you later, Noona, come hyung.” He nods his head in the door’s direction, stepping out.

“I definitely would’ve if I continued the date.” He mumbles with narrowed eyes, and you chuckle. Squishing his cheeks as he picks his jacket from the coat hanger by the door, you kiss him on the cheeks. “I hope you know why I want you to go, right?”

He nods and pecks your lips, “so that I can chill with the boys.” He says eyes on the fabric, still nodding but with poutier lips, hands fiddling with the jacket's zipper “Mhm. You haven’t done that in ages, baby.” He nods again, and you smile, kissing his lips.

“Also, you should know that when you come back home you can...” You lean in whispering the dirty details. He groans in your ear, and you chuckle at how his hands tighten around your hips, “you want me to leave after saying that?!” he whines as you pull back, chuckling. “I can't wait for you to come back home, baby.” You whisper in his ear as he hums smiling.

He gives a smack on your hip, and you yelp, laughing.

“Me too, baby.” he says with a smirk on his lips.

[fictionfixations]

This is so off topic but i really want to write a time travel fic of someone twst. Like an actual multichapter one not just the oneshot with silver and sebbie (and yuu) I blame the actual sebek time travel fic i read before i made it to book 7 And i blame the fact i had a dream where sebek had time traveled and like he was doing stuff to undo things and he got caught and they were waiting for him to explain and it was tense and somehow he ended up pretending to be asleep to get out of it and also did i forget to mention that I was sebek and it felt so real that for a few minutes i was just sitting there in bed still pretending to be asleep waiting for someone to leave and then slowly was trying to think like ‘..this doesnt feel like–’ cause sebek was like leaning on lilia’s shoulder ????? or something like that and i realized WAIT that was just a DREAM

Its wild. Like. there was this person who was like trying to get sebbie to stop threateningly like ‘i have a criminal record’ and he kept repeating it and its just aAAA (as in they arent afraid to get violent D:) IDK it felt like there was like some war going on in the background with lilia and malleus and some horrible thing was going to happen that sebek wanted to stop

And so it was in the library with something something secret passage that led to like 3 glowing blue balls (HAHA BALLS) on top of like a cushion in a box and i cant remember wtf they did just that they were important. I cant remember if it was a bad thing or not. I think that probably came from LoCF influence cause of the thing in the library crossman curse thingy whatever i forgot

But so it was really nerve wracking.

And i remember reading this fic with general lilia having a twin and it was started because the person writing it had dreams of it. And i was like woah thats cool. I dont think id have dreams like that but id like to.

HAHA i jinxed myself like months later cause wtf it felt weirdly real even though its nothing like my irl life. Like usually i get tricked because its taking place in locations ive been to before (i once had a dream i had a cat and i felt so sad because i didnt have one irl) but NOPE 

Anyway idk where silver was but it was strongly implied that it was in the past past like general lilia type past except malleus existed then too

Idk why sebek was there (or why i was sebek ??? i think i just got huge brainrot rfom that sebek time travel fic tbh)

but so . i was so hesitant to say something about it bc idk it felt weird so i sat on this for 4 days but weirdly enough i still remember a good chunk of it like the many details i just didnt write down originally

..i feel like this is a sign i should write it. i just wish i knew what the balls were for 💀. i mean i think it was bad because the library was implied to be like in like their home or base right?? and he was trying to take it away. but he was gonna touch it with his bare hand idk dream logic causing dumb shit im pretty sure they're magical balls.

anyway i cant remember if he managed to get them or if he got caught or how?? did he get caught in the act? i mean how else would they be suspicious???

in the first place why are they not suspicious of him being there

like

like

did he somehow bullshit his way in there

like okay JP spoilers (i think it'll appear in the NEXT main story update on EN)

like how he was like describing to baur his grandpa (who is baur btw but baur doesnt know it i dont think?) and like how hes half fae and baur acknowledging him as one of them and is like 'well for all i know you could be a zigvolt' and like being accepting and its just like shfuisdhfuisehdij

but so anyway that worked so idk maybe it works for them. idfk what excuse he made up

aughhhh why do i have to have brainrot over this when im trying to write something else tho

[awesomefringey]

I need to get this off my chest because its just killing me these past 2 days. I was a larrie, now turned neutral. I love them both so much and I adore them both separately. Their music literally saved me and they will forever be my fave. Do I think they were once in a relationship, yes! Like you can clearly see till the end of 1d we had pretty clear idea about it as well. For the next few years, their lyrics, them signing towards a relationship, etc gave them off. I was sure about their relationship till then. I also understood that there were some hitches here and there. But for the past few years they have mostly kept the topic of larry closed. I have now grown up enough to understand that we literally don't even know 1% of their actual lives so how can we assume that they have a relationship when we have literally not gotten some clue more than a bit of blue greening from their side which amounts to nothing. Like we dk if they broke up or do they just want a pvt relationship yk so why are we so set on making assumptions? Why are we interfering so much? Like back in 2015, with rbb and sbb, larry wanted us to take a hint and talk about it. They wanted to show their love through these hints they dropped. Now they just don't want it these days so why cant we understand that and just support their music without searching for "hints" in each of their actions or posts? Here by we, I mean larries. And what I have seen is that tumblr larries are smart and understand this all. Whereas twitter larries are just becoming too senseless and even a bit annoying without actually giving it all a thought. Like girl, just think about it logically and stop acting like a fool. They really need to take a step back and analyze a bit.

I think the biggest delusion that WE as a fandom fell for in the last couple of years was to believe LARRIES are a community of people with shared values and interests.

This fandom fell apart the second the individual became more important than the collective. Everyone’s the main character now. Being a fan of Larry has become a lifestyle that has to fit personal interests first and foremost.

And depending on how self-righteous people are to think that makes them smarter than everyone else a different stance will get berated, ridiculed and met with an arrogance that is hard to understand considering we all sit in the same boat.

My advice to “Larries” would be to stop making each and every single opinion everyone else’s problem. Maybe we can breathe a little and let each other be, huddle with our moots and be peaceful, that’d be nice.

[solomons-poison]

I got Simeon's chat, "An Unexpected Side to Simeon" in the OG Obey Me where he was at a party with Solomon and gets drunk and drunk texts us, saying Solomon had disappeared on him lol. And idk if it depends on which response you choose, but he responds that he'd love for you to come drinking with them next time. And I've been in a mood for confessions and first kisses, so I'm just thinking of MC and Simeon getting tipsy/drunk at a party and things evolve from there...

GN reader, Simeon and reader both tipsy/drunk, first kisses 💋

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Solomon disappears on you two, the party starts to die down and things get quiet and calm. You guys are just feeling warm and glowy from the drinks, sitting together somewhere off to the side, cozied up in a little loveseat, as you wait to sober up a little, just people-watching whoever is left as your shoulders are pressed together.

Finally, you're pretty much alone, but you're just so comfortable in each other's presence and where you are, you can't be bothered to move. Maybe you two chat a little bit, giggling over something silly Solomon was doing at the party, or the brothers' shenanigans. Maybe you're telling Simeon about something adorable Luke was doing when you last hung out.

And Simeon is just hanging on to every last word, although his eyes cant help but wander. He can't stop staring at your face, thinking about how pretty your eyes are, the shape of your jaw, or how sweet your lips are looking. And it's almost a little unnerving, the intensity with which he's looking at you.

When you eventually run out of things to say, or you give him a moment to maybe speak up, unsure if he's been waiting for a chance. He finally speaks up, his cheeks are hot and he's not even sure if it's from the alcohol or what he's planning to ask you. But he's still watching you as he tentatively asks if he can kiss you.

Even though this is the first time, everything just feels so natural, so expected, you nod without even realizing it before hes leaning in. He tastes like the alcohol you'd been given at the party, sweet yet bitter, and dizzying and warm. One kiss turns into two, then a few more. You're not even sure who's initiating each kiss, you're just both magnets drawn to the other's presence that you just can't stop.

But finally, you both have to breathe, and you take a moment to separate although your bodies are still close together. There's butterflies in your stomach, and he's got this yearning, dazed looks in his intense blue eyes. Simeon knows he should be saying something, confessing?? Apologizing??? His words left his mind as soon as his lips touched yours, to be honest. All he knows is that he wants to kiss you again.

You spend a little while longer exchanging these wordless kisses, savoring the feel of his body against yours, the way his hands come up to cup your face in order to kiss you better. You know you'll need to talk to each other in the morning, but for now, just enjoying this moment of bliss.

You both pass out eventually and awaken later with a blanket covering you both, and you know without a doubt it was courtesy of Solomon. As soon as your eyes meet Simeon's, your faces are instantly burning up, clearly remembering the events of last night, including some up-close-and-personal moments. It's a little nervewracking, now that you're a little more sober and face to face with your feelings. But you know, the moment Simeon slides his fingers between yours and gently holds your hands, a very nervous but incredibly sweet smile on his face, everything will be okay.

[denkilightning]

i would love a quiet realization for jay rather than a big one. like something subtle. maybe a distracted ras telling jay to go find something in the ninja's quarters, and when he goes there he comes across something small, like nya's side of the pendant and realizing it matches with his. Or another small yellow pin that he goes with the one he used to have.

And when it starts coming together in his mind slowly, he looks back to ras, whos talking normally with cinder or jordana about something. jays whole world falling apart and no one notices.

cinder might clap him on the back, asking if he wants to go for a drink. Jay shrugs him off. And later maybe, in the dead of night, when Cinder offers Jay a drink in his room -

"What would you do?" Jay taps his pen against the mirror, "if you find out everything was a lie?"

"Find a way to un-find out, probably," Cinder takes a drag of his cigarette. "There is nothing better than ignorance in this world."

got kind of fic-y but still.. just the quiet turmoil going on inside jays head in the middle of a battle when ras slips up and says something he shouldn't have, when something matches up a little too well and the battle wages around him, people fighting - and jay just standing there. Feeling sick.

Maybe he won't even try to find out more. Maybe he'll concoct his own delusion, his own world to escape the horror of his reality. So deep in denial that nothing can break him out of his fantasy realm.

The other wolf mask warriors will say it's a waste, probably. that such a pretty face - jay's face, a face made of all sharp edges and porcelain and looking like he was wielded with deadly precision - is bestowed upon a person who's fucked in the head.

It won't matter to cinder, though. He just prefers Jay that way.

HE WOULDVE MADE SUCH A LOVELY BRIDE WHAT A SHAME HES FUCKED IN THE HEAD!!!!!!!!

cant believe taylor wrote champagne problems about jay walker actually

but yes yes yes, id love for it to be a slow realisation.

i actually like an interpretation where walker knows he used to be a ninja, even before the tournament.

Thats why he resents nya and the others. And one thing about jay is that hes an excellent liar when he wants to be.

jay knows that used to be his family and he sees them with new kids, going on walks hand in hand with new people, and all he can think about is the wounds he suffered from after running away from admin. because in all this loving, powerful family, after half a decade none of them searched for him. none of them found him and none of them saved him.

he was alone, without even a ghost of himself, planning his way out of the realm of madness, running from the entire world that wanted to kill him until ras saved him.

i think he slowly pieced it together. a post online here, a person at admin talking about a blue ninja there, an archived photo from a pre merge magazine.

none of it brought any memories back. not a dream, not a feeling of recognition.

no memories dont stop the cold anger when ras slips up. knowing ras is lying to him in his face. no dreams of them dont stop him from laying awake at night, tracing his scars and tattoos and wondering which one of them patched them up. no recognition doesnt stop him from fury when seeing them for the first time.

but yes i believe hes very fucked in the head and most of the wolves think of him as the crazy one of ras entourage. the mastermind behind ras, someone you can trust to plan extremely well and someone you do not want to piss off unless you have a death wish.

and yes i think cinder loves all sides of walker - the cold and calculating, the white hot rage, the shaky confusion. he enjoys all of him. simple as that.

and gods thank you for "there is nothing better than ignorance in this world". such a good quote for cinder characterisation.

but also the mental image of jays world falling apart around him and no one noticing - spectacular and i hate how vividly i can relate

[spectrumgarden]

Okay so I've never really joined the whole "small talk" argument that's been happening increasingly over the last years because I tend to just not agree with anyone I see discuss it. Like no I dont think people who use it are evil or making things hard on purpose, I also dont think it makes them lesser, ... I Also dont think that someone who refuses to use it / cant use it is automatically worse and will not make friends.

Importantly i also dont think everyone can learn it. I should know because I spent multiple years with professionals trying to teach me how to have a conversation At All and I still am actually nowhere near what would be expected at my age group. (Most recent reports usually go something like "makes slight improvements in having a two sided conversation" - because I can say nothing, or I can ramble on and then not react to your answer. The rest? Struggle time, to this day, in every aspect) No matter how many intricate guides you write, if I fail at the basic concept of a conversational structure very frequently then I will not succeed at small talk either. And additionally I also genuinely can not tell what might be too personal for this other person.

A lot of these people who get upset when people say "I cant do small talk because I'm autistic and I cant learn it, I tried and failed" and go "of course you can!", just sort of like. Ignore that a lot of the developmental delay in conversation and / or (nonverbal) language never closes up for many of us, the way a lot of us generally never reach the developmental level of our peers (in some areas). and it's not because we have not seen enough complex flow charts or not practiced enough. when so many of us literally spend so much additional time of our youth sitting in front of whiteboards and workbooks and such, being explained over and over how to talk to someone at all. I am 22 and after years of explicit teaching I still have to ask for verbal confirmation and explanation of any nonverbal cues that I think were used by my conversational partner, but do not know what they mean. Which is pretty much all of them. And I probably miss a lot of them existing at all. You can scream "just practice until you can recognize the other persons little cues on if they want to deepen or end this" until you turn blue but it will not actually make me accomplish it if the fucking people who've been spending their whole life teaching it didnt make me figure it out. On account of, you know, the developmental delay.

Sure some people can learn! That's why they try to teach us after all! Cause it has been successful! But generally stop with this shit of "everyone can learn this you're just choosing not to!"

I will never be rude to someone for engaging in small talk, I will obviously fail at their attempts to engage me in some, which usually makes them stop trying (thank god). But I will not tolerate others talking shit about it that is uncalled for (implying malice from every user, making fun of people who seem to crave it, ...).

But I also do not care to learn it anymore at this point? It's no goal of mine. I have made multiple friends, most non autistic, without ever using small talk. Including in adulthood. We simply skipped that stage. We went from "hi!" "Hi!" Immediately to "heres when it went wrong in my life (humorous but still often dark / personal). Also these are my political opinions. Sure I want to hear about the girl you dated for years in excruciating detail. Let me retell you the plot of this old indie movie you will never watch for 20 minutes and why I enjoy it. Let's go to a concert together after talking slightly in depth like this twice". Is this the way that you creep everyone out in everyone's friendship acquisition theory I've been seeing? Sure! It's been working perfectly fine, enough of the times for me, though.

Will this work in like a work environment or something? Most likely not, which is why I generally plan to keep to myself. Does this mean I still confuse every stranger who approaches me trying to small talk? Sure. that's why I'm still fucking disabled. But I have created meaningful relationships as an adult without small talk. I have genuinely tried learning in many ways and failed. And I'm done apologizing for that, either you take me with my inability to small talk or you wont.